Live from Atlanta...

While in Atlanta I had a chance to visit the Martin Luther King Jr. Community Center and surrounding area. I saw his home, his church and his grave as well as the grave of the recently departed Mrs. King. I was alone and there was no one else around except for a young black couple with their two small children. As I walked, I wondered if the children grasped what their parents were exposing them to at that very moment. I wondered if they understood that the person they were here to acknowledge changed their life forever, as well as the life of my wife, my daughter and myself. I wondered if they would grow to understand his passion and his sacrifice. Then, I wondered if they would ever know that He was not merely a conduit for social change, but that he was a man who had given his life to service. He was a man who had chosen to serve God and his fellow man before serving himself. Needless to say the moment impacted me greatly. I thought about it the entire time I was in Atlanta and wondered if things would be different if he were still alive today. Then I remembered, the Man who made him, was still alive. The creator of that man, was still alive. He was still creating. He was still producing conduits of change, possibly the two children that ran around laughing and giggling or possibly my daughter 3,000 miles away. Maybe even me.